For a while life was all rainbows and kittens prancing in a sky full of cotton candy clouds…that was until the demands of the real world set in.

My best friend is getting married and she asked me to be her maid of honor. She’s not worried about flowers, or the dress, or the food at the venue. No, she’s worried about the bachelorette party, what kind of penis crown she will wear, and the nipple size of the stripper who will be attending.

I’m in way over my head trying to balance life with a boyfriend, planning a penis party, and writing my romance novel. Something is bound to give.

All of the characters are back for more hilarity, including best friend, Delaney, her boyfriend, Derk, the evil Sir Licks-a-lot, and the dreaded Marta. Rosie and Henry are officially in a relationship, living together, and enjoying getting to know each other better (several times a day–wink, wink).

It makes me so happy to see that we get Henry’s perspective this time around, since Randy is told in dual point-of-view. He is such an amazing boyfriend! It’s plain to see that Rosie is it for him and he’s totally sweet and head-over-heels in love with her. Rosie is still Rosie through and through. She’s so adorably dorky and awkward and to me, just plain loveable. I laughed out loud several times at Rosie’s expense.

The Randy Romance Novelist takes us into more serious territory with Rosie working on her first book while planning Delaney’s bachelorette party, Henry working toward a promotion, and some very poor communication between the two of them. Their relationship is very realistic, and I enjoyed seeing them grow, albeit after some very bumpy lessons learned.

I’m very curious to see if there will be more Rosie and Henry in the future, but if not, I feel like Randy leaves us in a very good place with them. They definitely have the storybook HEA Rosie has been dreaming of her entire life. A very happy ending, indeed!

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About Meghan Quinn

Born in New York and raised in Southern California, Meghan has grown into a sassy, peanut butter eating, blonde haired swearing, animal hoarding lady. She is known to bust out and dance if “It’s Raining Men” starts beating through the air and heaven forbid you get a margarita in her, protect your legs because they may be humped.

Once she started commuting for an hour and twenty minutes every day to work for three years, she began to have conversations play in her head, real life, deep male voices and dainty lady coos kind of conversations. Perturbed and confused, she decided to either see a therapist about the hot and steamy voices running through her head or start writing them down. She decided to go with the cheaper option and started writing… enter her first novel, Caught Looking.

Now you can find the spicy, most definitely on the border of lunacy, kind of crazy lady residing in Colorado with the love of her life and her five, furry four legged children, hiking a trail or hiding behind shelves at grocery stores, wondering what kind of lube the nervous stranger will bring home to his wife. Oh and she loves a good boob squeeze!